Toot toot.

Are you all big thrifters? I'm not, or at least I wasn't. I remember the first time I ever went into Value Village was probably going on 15+ years ago - that gave me a serious "okay oldie" shiver, but I'm moving past it- and I remember seeing an underwear section. Okay, hold the f-ck up; Second hand GINCH!? Come on. Come ON, no one is that broke. Or that blasé about hygiene. And if you are out there, please don't be offended when I say I never want to meet you. THAT was enough for me to declare: "I am NEVER shopping somewhere that sells second hand undies. No. f-cking. WAY."

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Well, like most times, I'm eating my words. I tend to do that a lot, it must come with being dramatic or something..? So I'm told. Anywho, I've dabbled in the Value Village world a few times, though most of the time I'm just not into digging through the sea of taffeta, pit stains and cat sweaters to find some winners, but on a few occasions I've managed to find some cool pieces, my favorite being my faux fur vest. Now that was a serious gem find. I was in there the other day to find some pieces for an upcoming styled shoot I'm doing, and I found a little faux fur peaking out at me just saying "Bri! PSSST- BRI! Come look at me and you'll want to take me home, promise." Now, when a piece talks to you like that, you better listen.  So, being the clothing whore I am, I took that girly home and made her mine. Now, this is where the story gets AWESOME. I'm web browsing later on in the day, and an ad for ShopBop comes up, and low and behold: MY SWEATER.  Yes, there are some minor differences, but that's what you get when there's a $368 price difference. Yah, I paid a whopping $8 and ShopBop is shilling this for almost $400. Suckers. So, there we go, I'm not usually one to toot my own horn, but umm: toot toot.